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Saturday. I wake up after my wife, make the bed, and brush my teeth. I walk out of the bathroom and the comforter on my wife's side of the bed is pulled back at one corner and I know I made the bed. 3 PM. I lit some candles and over the course of an hour had half a bottle of wine, I puffed my pipe tobacco, and began to relax. I seldom drink but Friday was a stressful day and I felt like blowing off some steam. About two hours pass and I am stricken with a cold fever, itching, and my jaw and face go numb. I feel like an anemic or something, like I am going to faint. I stand up and stagger to the bedroom, throw myself onto the bed, and close my eyes. It helps. My condition worsens and I see a circular pattern in my field of vision with a tinge of design. I wasn't too concerned with it since I was feeling very miserable at the time.
